Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been posting! I've been busy with school and etc. But I hope you guys like this story!
(Y/N) POV:
I woke up gasping from my slumber feeling sweat beading down my neck. It was just a dream. I decided to take a walk around the house to 'walk it off' a little. So I got out of the warm protection of my bed and began to walk down the hall. I tried to do it as silently as I could not to wake up the other children, especially the bird.
As I was walking down the dark silent hall, I heard a crash of books coming from the library. *Crash!* Came the noise again. What if it was a wight? No, it can't be can it? If it is I have to get a weapon! (You did this for your own protection ok. 😂) I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the nearest weapon: a pan. Sireously (Y/N). A PAN. Is this even going to work? OH WHO KNOWS FOR BIRDS SAKE!?I tip toe down to the library, gripping the pan so tight I felt sweat forming on my palms, and for head. Once I got to the entrance of the library I saw a silhouette of a man. OK, you can do this, just hit the damn thing on the head, or anywhere at least. I placed my back against the cold book shelf and held the pan tightly. He's right behind this very book shelf. You can do this. I quickly turned around and smack it right on the head and said,"AH HA!" with victory. "OUCH! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR YOU GOON!" a voice of a young boy said. Wait is that oh no. I looked down to meet dark brown eyes, and a boy with porcelain blond hair, and slightly peachy skin. HORACE!!? I HIT HORACE WITH A PAN ON HIS HEAD!!?? OH MY BIRD!!! "HORACE!?" I slightly yelled, "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING UP?! You bloody scared me to death! I thought that you were a wight!"
"I was just looking for a book!"
"At this time!?"
"Well... All I wanted was a book to read to get my mind off that dream I had..." He said somberly. He almost looked like he might cry, but I saw no tears. "Oh, Horace... I'm so very sorry... I should've taken I look at you before I hit the pan... I'm terribly sorry..." I felt a lump in my throat, and tears burning in my eyes. Then I began to let out a little cry which, stopped Horace from rubbing his head. "Wait-no don't cry (Y/N)... I know it was an acident..." He then pulled me into a hug. Then I went full on crying onto his chest, making his white shirt wet with my tears. I he began to stroke your (H/C) locks, trying to comfort you. "I-I'm sorry..." I stuttered. Then the most random question came up from Horace.
"(Y/N), do you love anyone?" He asked in a nervous, and embarrassed tone. Shocked, I looked up at him to meet his dark loving eyes, and saw that he was slightly blushing. I did have crush on him... For a very long time... "Yes, why do you ask?" I questioned.
"Well... (Y/N)... Um- I've been meaning to tell you this for a while now... I like you. Like; like, like, you. I mean, I-I love you (Y/N)... Do you love me?" I felt a spark of joy rise up in my body. He loves me! He really loves me! (Sorry if that's cheesy😂) "Of course I do you goon!" I huged him tightly and he hugged back. Then he put one hand on my cheek and looked into my eyes. "Horace... I-" I whispered, but he cut me off with a passionate kiss. Fire works were bursting, as the kiss went on. My hands went to his neck, and to his hair messing it up, and his hands went to the small of my back as began to pull me closer to him.We finally pulled away, with our fore heads against each other heavily breathing. "I know, I love you too (Y/N)." He said husky but soothing at the same time. We got up hand in hand and I chased a peck on his lips for one last time, as we walked up to our rooms.
Hi, guys! I hope you guys liked it! Sorry if it's a little bad, but I hope you guys love it! Leave some comments, for any requests!~N.A.
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